I come bearing sad news. Garrus of the Imperial Pathfinders fell for the final time during our time helping the village of Lights Hope.

He was a brave Knight, one who you could rely on to get the job done. There were many moments over the weekend where we found ourselves in tight spots. But we knew, when there was something that needed to be found in order to survive, Garrus was already out there closing in on the target. And the one time when we thought you were already on the case, but in fact you were the other side of the unkillable creature hidden from sight. You risked your life and joined us in the "Corridor of Death", just to let us know that you were here, unable to survive outside you had come to join in our defence. And the many times you showed your physical strength, you would swoop down showing off your elven heritage, take a person in each arm and by the back of their neck with your bare teeth! You would just fly to safety, like it was nothing.

You have been a hero many times spanning many years, Primus has lost a good man. Hopefully you will return to us soon, may your dream come true and your heritage finally show.

Knights we have lost a great Seeker, a great bowman and a friend to us all.

He was more than just a friend. I loved him.I will miss the sound of his tiny axes on the backs of our enemies,I will miss the his ever so slightly blue faceI will miss watching him as he slept.Mostly I miss his latenessI am sure he will return, but it will not be the same.I have decided to build a life size statue of him in my gardens.I will not be able to eat grapes without thinking of him.Farewell lovely Garrus, though you die, you die a Path-Major in the Imperial Scouts